Even so, it made the students of No. 1 High burn with jealousy.
They were a perfect match in looks and intellect. The only flaw, perhaps, was the girl's limp.
Because of her leg, the girls who admired Shen Zhi often mocked Shen Lang, both openly and behind her back, believing she wasn't good enough for him.
A cripple, dreaming of plucking the moon from the sky—wasn't she just making a fool of herself?
The more Shen Zhi doted on her, the more jealous some of his admirers became.
One day, the school sent Shen Zhi to another school for a study exchange. He had no idea that with him gone, his girl was like a lone bird entering the woods.
「The library.」
"Yo, if it isn't her. Still playing the innocent little angel? Shen Zhi isn't here today, so why'd you even bother coming? Who's the act for?"
Shen Huoshui lifted her long lashes, her cool gaze falling on the speaker... and the person beside her—Lin Bao'er.
Lin Bao'er's lips were pressed into a thin line.
